An Original poem by Bandit
I stand before You, humble, Father so Divine,
A better man inside me, I'm hoping for to find.
On the outside it may seem, like a strong man I am,
When it comes to helping others, I do what I can.
Inside where it counts, I'm still so small and weak.
When it comes to my soul, I have accepted my defeat.
I'm only human after all, so won't you please forgive me,
As it turns out, I've figured out, I am my own worst enemy.
Oh Father how I so, want to believe,
There's a pressure on my heart, that only You can relieve.
So I've dropped to my knees, head bowed low in prayer,
Please oh Lord, show me a sign, let me know that you are there.
I've laid bare my soul and I've cast my demons out,
I'm simply asking for a whisper, it needn't be a shout.
I know I disappoint you and I have no right to ask,
Show me some forgiveness, don't let this moment pass.
I knew You had not forsaken me and that You were truly near,
When upon self reflection, down my cheek, rolled a single tear...